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I don't wanna pistol pack I don't wanna get wrapped up I don't wanna miss so bad That I'm gonna quit this rap shit, so fists are up Ready for combat, give it your best shot You comin' near me, you getting messed up I am in effect, Cusa season, yeah, yeah, I'm back Fact, that's all I gotta do to get your attention If I'm on the news, I guess you impressed then Introduce you, can call me the X-Man Lookin' at you, I can tell you're less than Sit 'em in a booth, Lincoln, I shot him! I'ma fuckin' god like Nas, Crook and Rakim! Possible or not, I make this my top hit Go killer mode like Putin with rockets (Woah) I don't wanna sit back down I am gonna talk my shit If I'm in a zone, I don't slow down Doctor Strange in my household now, wow I am gonna stack a thousand bodies Terrorist attack on the game with an army If you gonna stop me, put you in the hot seat Set you ablaze with a mic and a hot beat! Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies Judge jury execution, don't expect apology Letras de cancionesYou won't get it from me Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies Judge jury execution, don't expect apology You won't get it from me You won't get it from me You won't get it from me You won't get it You won't get it from me I'm a lone wolf, Han Solo Competition is a no show Intermission 'till the whole show My ambition, listen, I won't go Got a lot that's on my mind Label and people, all of the time Twitter and YouTube, fuckin' despise Bitter and youthful, not a surprise Talk about throwin' away this shit I couldn't ever, I'm bazin', bitch I woulda put up with all of the struggle And trouble, I won't fuckin' quit (Damn right) Tell me right now, what in the fuck is the sound I see on social? The people are talkin' 'bout rappers Who don't even sell ten thou, how In the fuck am I underrated? I don't even get played today Make a fuckin' plan with the scraps I have Drop a tape, innovate in a cracked out lab It's a break in man, I'ma swipe your streams And I exit, leave in a full heartbeat In effect is me, I'ma take my pay In a wreck you be if you come my way Better pray, bitch Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies Judge jury execution, don't expect apology You won't get it from me Single file line 'em up, stackin' bodies Judge jury execution, don't expect apology You won't get it from me You won't get it from me You won't get it from me You won't get it You won't get it from me From Letras Mania